Confiscating property? A stunningly beautiful substitute bride empties the national treasury and is

It would have been better if she hadn't brought it up, because the moment it was mentioned, Song Qingqian's anger flared up. She hadn't wanted to bring it up, but since Lu Jingchuan wanted to, she had to settle the score properly.

"Tell me, how do you plan to take responsibility?"

Lu Jingchuan explained earnestly, "My wife, let's live a good life together from now on. I, Lu Jingchuan, promise you that you will be my only one for the rest of my life, that I will never take a concubine, and that I will never betray you."

"End?"

Song Qingqian frowned, her tone full of confusion.

Lu Jingchuan looked at her in confusion. Wasn't this enough? What else did she want?

"Lu Jingchuan, do you love me?"

Song Qingqian chuckled and asked in return.

Lu Jingchuan was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "I love you."

"you are lying!"

Song Qingqian said decisively, "Lu Jingchuan, the answer was already clear when you hesitated, so why force yourself? Besides, I don't like you either."

“There’s no need to take responsibility, but you went against my wishes last night, so this matter shouldn’t just be left like this.”

Lu Jingchuan's originally calm mind was thrown into turmoil by Song Qingqian's words of dislike. Although he had heard these words several times, for some reason his heart still felt extremely uncomfortable.

She wasn't constantly rejecting him last night; she implicitly agreed...

Just as Lu Jingchuan was deep in thought, Song Qingqian raised her hand and slapped him across the face.

Everyone froze in an instant. Bei Chu and Bei Mu were horrified. How could the young mistress have actually hit their master?

Lu Jingchuan's handsome face immediately turned sinister. He looked down at Song Qingqian in disbelief. How could she dare to lay a hand on him?

Song Qingqian shook her throbbing hand and looked directly at him, speaking:

“I’m the kind of person who holds grudges, and you’re no exception, Lu Jingchuan. You’ve insulted me, so slapping you is the least I can do.”

"Relieved?"

Lu Jingchuan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth as he spoke. In his entire life, apart from being beaten by his father when he was a child, no one else had ever done it. Song Qingqian really had guts.

Song Qingqian raised an eyebrow and smiled: "This time we're even!"

Lu Jingchuan nodded, suppressing his anger, and suddenly leaned close to her ear and whispered:

"If it had happened last night, would you have just let it go like this?"

"My lady, it seems I am being treated well by you. In that case, I understand!"

Watching Lu Jingchuan turn and leave, Song Qingqian frowned instantly. Was it just her imagination? She felt that there was something malicious in Lu Jingchuan's words.

"master…"

Bei Chu hurriedly chased after them, speaking with trepidation. Luckily, only he and Bei Mu witnessed it; otherwise, the War God General would have lost all face.

"roll!"

"Yes!"

Bei Chu has obediently disappeared. What exactly happened last night? Why is the young mistress so angry?

After a short while, Song Qingqian changed her clothes, settled Xuan Yuanxue in, and went to Sun Wuyin's room alone.

When Sun Wuyin saw that she had come alone, his face instantly turned cold, and he went straight to the point:

"People should be sent back to where they came from. This is an exile group; we can't just bring in any Tom, Dick, or Harry."

"No, that won't do. I've already brought her here, so there's no way I can send her back. Besides, she's with us, so you don't have to worry about her food or drink. What business is it of yours, sir?"

Song Qingqian took a firm stance and refused to back down.

Upon seeing this, Sun Wuyin's eyes lit up and he smiled, "It's not impossible to let her stay. You give me fifty taels of silver, and I can ignore it!"

"Sir, you're really greedy for money. I'm not a silver producer, so where would I get so much? I don't have any silver, but I'll definitely keep the people here."

Song Qingqian said firmly, "Speaking of money, sir, every time I come to treat you, you have never given me any money. So from now on, I will have to set a price for you and do whatever it costs."

"Song Qingqian, how dare you!"

Sun Wuyin angrily slammed down the teacup in her hand, only to see the door to the room kicked open with a bang. Lu Jingchuan stepped in, glanced at the unharmed Song Qingqian, and then immediately shielded her behind him.

"You... Lu Jingchuan, you're practically rebelling! Are you still an exiled convict?"

Lu Jingchuan stared at him sharply, then smiled coldly and said, "Sun Wuyin, who I am is not important. What is important is that my wife is not someone anyone can bully."

Song Qingqian stood behind Lu Jingchuan, her eyes narrowing almost imperceptibly. With Lu Jingchuan blocking her view, she couldn't see Sun Wuyin's furious and vengeful expression.

What's wrong with Lu Jingchuan? Or has he gone mad after being slapped by her? Song Qingqian really couldn't understand why he would stand up for her after being hit.

"Lu Jingchuan, open your dog eyes and look! Did I bully her? She's the one who's lawless and does whatever she wants. You're all a bunch of snakes and rats."

Sun Wuyin angrily pointed at Lu Jingchuan's nose and said, "Guards! Drag these two criminals away and give them thirty lashes as a warning..."

Before Sun Wuyin could finish his angry words, a long sword was pressed against his throat. He panicked and trembled all over.

"Lu Jingchuan, what...what do you want to do?"

Lu Jingchuan gave a wicked smile and said, "It's not about what I want to do, it's about what you want to do, sir?"

"Hehe...hehe..."

Sun Wuyin gave a fake laugh: "It's a misunderstanding, there must be a misunderstanding!"

He had witnessed Lu Jingchuan's ruthlessness firsthand. Now that his leg was fully healed and he possessed martial arts skills, no one in the entire exile group was a match for Lu Jingchuan. It seemed he would have to plan carefully.

“What Lady Lu just said is right. She didn’t accept any money from me for treating her, so how can I ask for money again? You can keep her with you, but you mustn’t cause any trouble, or I will deal with her according to the law.”

Song Qingqian nodded and smiled faintly: "It's alright. I didn't expect the official to be so understanding. It's truly rare."

"Since there's nothing else, we'll take our leave!"

Song Qingqian reached out and tugged at Lu Jingchuan's outer robe. Lu Jingchuan nodded and put the dagger away. The two of them walked out of Sun Wuyin's room in a dignified manner.

The door had just closed when Sun Wuyin roared from inside, followed by the sound of a teacup being smashed...

Caught between anger and frustration, Sun Wuyin reluctantly chose to be frustrated!

"General, young mistress!"

Xiao Luo quickly stopped the two of them. He hadn't seen the shopkeeper all day and couldn't get in touch with him. There were still so many accounts to settle.

Xiao Luo respectfully asked, "Have you two seen where the shopkeeper went?"

Song Qingqian and Lu Jingchuan exchanged a glance and then shook their heads. Song Qingqian smiled faintly and said:

"Why isn't the innkeeper at the post station?"

Xiao Luo sighed and shook his head: "I haven't seen him since we had dinner last night. I'm wondering about it too. This inn is the manager's home. He's never been away for this long before."

"That's it!"

Song Qingqian nodded and smiled, "Last night, after we had some wine, my husband and I went back to our room. We really didn't pay attention to where the innkeeper went."

"The manager may have been held up by something outside, so it's normal for him to be delayed for a few days. You guys are taking care of things at this post station, so he must be quite at ease."